WeTriarchy World

Joy in the Land of AND

Cesar, a 16 year-old friend of mine, loves Lord of the Rings, like I do. He read the stories for the first time, when he was 10 years old or so. Curious what had engaged him to the stories, amidst his world of digital games, I asked him why he loved them so much? He answered my question this way: 

“The author firstly pictured and created another world. 
One that wasn’t too far out of ours. 
Only then he started telling the stories in it.” 

Wow. Can you see his image thinking brain in his words? Sense the perspicacity in them? They resonated so deeply with me. Thank You, buddy. I hear you. I could not have given better words to it, myself. Kudos!
AND: I wasn’t even aware, that I’ve been longing for exactly thàt, with WeTriarchy World, my whole life.  In other words: Joy in the land of AND [not OR, well, maybe an inclusive OR ;-)]]. Which isn’t even fantasy; it’s REAL. As in already here, when you care enough to see it… In fact… it is as old as the way to Rome… and then some. It doesn’t even feel like my word. It kinda fell into my head years and years ago. #connection.

A little story in History first; about tears - this time.
Showing tears, growing up, my Dad could say: “That too shall pass, before you turn into a boy.” A common thing to say to girls, at the time, to toughen them up a bit. My Mom could say: “You are more than your emotions.” 

For a while there I’ve thought tears were the Baddest of Bad Asses in the world, apparently. 

They are not, though. They tell each and every one of us stories in every color of the rainbow. They are like the colorful voice of our souls, connecting to joy, to sadness and everything in between. They are like healers to our own brain fog. 

And so, when they show up, they deserve to be heard, firstly by our own brains, gently inquiring about what prompted them and why? 

Fast forward to a company XX receiving the Toxic Matriarchy Trophy
Upon their quest to save -not help- people, every single tear was welcomed, listened to, embraced, smothered even in a ‘hurray, now I am really needed’. 

A Team Member was asked to come to the HQ Round Table to share experiences. The person cried. Received a similar response, in relief.
Yet, nothing prompting those tears, changed. 
[in this case an individual, not me, without a proper on-boarding process, was left to deal with an unexpected crisis. One that nobody, not even people with a sane mind and heart, would have been able to deal with, on their own.]

Fast forward to a company XY receiving the Toxic Patriarchy Trophy
Upon presenting their change program, tears welled up in one of the Team Members at thàt HQ Round Table. When the others noticed, the person was laughed at, requested to get a grip or get out. Wisdom lost. So was the company, not that much later. 
[in this case the lady was me; simply noticing the huge gap between ‘top’ and ‘floor’. Some would call that Tunica Propior Pallio Est]

Gloomy stories, right?
So - gogogo- seeing the World of WeTriarchy 
We, simply put, is the sum of all of us, saluting our complEmentary differences.

For example, exemplified by Masculine Power siding with Feminine Force, and vice versa. Evenly. Not equally. Of course, we are not repeating dysfunctional patterns in WeTriarchy so this is about a ‘new’ way to have Masculine (power) complEment Feminine (Force) and vice versa. Not another kitchen sink debate, as this isn’t necessarily about gender either, nor about a stale 1984 debate that men have higher IQ than women. Ha! Don’t even get me started on that one ;-). That simply isn’t true. And, in my humble opinion IQ is highly overrated. We could collectively end up tweaking the Star Wars quote into “May the Feminine Force be with you”, though. As thàt is all about connection.

Masculine Power is exemplified in this image by Blue tin, portraying a few of the much appreciated qualities: laser-light vision; goal orientation; fixing shIT

Feminine Force is exemplified by Pink tin, portraying a few of the much appreciated qualities: broad-light vision; connection; innocence; healing shit. 

In other words: in WeTriarchy, company XY would for example listen to the tales of -in this example: tears, and tweak the change program. Company XX would act on the tales of tears. Both with a truthful heart-connection. 

The alternative of Saruman…
Would be like an AI God, AI Buddha, AI Allah World, telling all of us what to do, or not to do, or else.  Simply because IT lures us into the trap of OR, of divide and rule. [which in fact has been going on for 20 odd years already].

The choice however?
Is ours. We’ve created Information Technology (IT), so we can tweak ITs course, too. For sure all of us can connect better than IT. Even in IT, such as current ‘social’ media ;-).

Lastly, on a personal note: 
To end this little story in this now, in WeTriarchy World, with a more recent little story: I shared with my Dad that some orkestra had brought tears to my eyes. Thìs time, He replied: 

“There is nothing wrong with tears. What prompted them?”

Now that is Masculine Power siding with Feminine Force exemplified, on topic. Genuine curiosity, without being judgmental.
I answered: “The team work displayed made their dream work: they touched my heart joyously, with a piece that could in fact have been composed by AI, these days.” So: my Dad learned something he didn’t know yet, as he doesn’t know a whole lot about AI. He’d definitely tweak ITs course.
I will also tell you why he changed his tune, with me: He sensed, this time around, I could carry current paradigm, including all unnecessary harshness in it AND help co-create a path towards WeTriarchy World, which -in fact- is already here.

In my connected and connecting joy. 
Which to me, resembles a new born baby that cannot be thrown away with the bathwater, again.

“JOY = CONNECTION” [George Eman Valliant]
Full stop. 

Joyous holidays to you and your loved ones. 

Dare to truly connect with each other? Who knows.. you might even receive a gift like Cesar’s for your willingness to listen.

Alternatively - Listen to this song? And hopefully feel: there is always hope when we decide to act. .. for example by sharing all our little wonderous stories... ? So we again see that real life truly is not as polarized as we seem to think.

This is a beautiful song.. by a band called YES. Beats NO any day. Click the link to watch it, please? Afterwards, I’ll say: I beg to hear your stories.

Brasa,

Joy